Life has always been a hard road to travel. But a suicide by a particular person is not only end of a single life but a never ending shock for all people near to him.
In the mirror, what I see?
A loser standing, facing me.
Useless scum, I've become
For this world, I'm just a burden.
So, I'll abandon this journey now
with no more tomorrows to scare
I'm just another hopeless soul
about my end, No one will care.
Wait a minute, I forgot
There will be people, hurt a lot
How my best friend will feel?
we won't be sharing another meal.
How my father will get along?
He won't be able to point my wrong
around the house, will be no mess
on dinning table, one plate less.
How my mother will sing lullaby?
when her baby has passed by.
will she be able to smile again?
will things ever be the same?
Above all, what they will tell?
my sibling, little Mell
Why did her idol died?
Why not is her sister by her side?
All the people, to me connected
are going to doubt, act so immature
Why i gave up on my dreams?
about their help, was I not sure?
Now I think, It was silly.
I was behaving so selfishly
Running from life, after tiny falls
No! my future is not so small.
Now, In the mirror, what I see?
A failure standing, facing me.
but very firm from all aspects
choosing loser's life over coward's death.
In my opinion, yes you were! This is a beautiful poem, I liked the stream-of-consciousness-like reflection. Beautifully written, the frame of the first and the last stanza works well, the last concluding correctly that it is better to live, even though we are seeming to fail miserably at it, than to run away, if only for the sake of those we love. In trying to fight on, we have suceeded in not giving up and that means we haven't failed.
I could relate to this write and I absolutely loved it. Keep it up!
Very sucessful --and wrapped up nicley in the last stanza. It's tough to take a tough subject and make it flow, and you did that nicely. I like the rhyme and the meter of this, but watch out for the little mistakes that trip up the reader --"Why did her idol died?" makes the reader want to go back and fix it. And now in the mirror we see, a future of how sucessful this poem could be. Nicely done.
wow. you were successful in writing something that's inspiring!!! ^_^ i loved the struggle of the subconscious mind here.. :) the whole scene is so real, i can feel every detail going on.. :) it's true that life isn't easy, but giving up isn't the solution to our problems.. you've written that fact very artistically here.. there are a lot of people who have been in that situation, and i think this piece can save them.. a very encouraging write! keep it up! ^_^
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What a powerful, inspiring work... You help us see that what might seem the easy solution truly only leaves others hurt and anguished... May all who suffer such depression find the hope to go on and discover the depth of joy in living.
I can assure you that there would be people that would be devastated by such a decision. I know that for a fact, even though I don't know you all too well. I'm glad you realized that and thought different.
Of course, I still am not quite pleased to hear that you find yourself to be a loser. I really don't think you're a loser or a coward, or anything like that. Don't think like that.
But, about the poem itself, rather than personal life. You did a wonderful job writing this. It all seems so real. I can tell you put a lot into this and that it came from deep inside. You really got it onto paper nicely. Great job!
There's always hope. :)
As a person who has lost close friends who have "Died suddenly at home" as the obituary column says, this poem says a lot in my opinion. 99% of the time I will say that the way you live your life should NOT be dependent on how others will feel about it...
BUT....in this case, having your life saved because you understand how many people love you is a wonderful thing. There is a glimmer of hope that all is not so bad. Having this kind of support structure is a blessing.
I respect your opinion, and the majority seem to agree with you, but then let me challenge the norm and represent the opposite.
I see no cowardice in choosing to end one's life. On the contrary, I think choosing to live for others is just an excuse, because the wish to die is not honest - it's just a wish to escape, and by making others the purpose for living, the blame is placed on their shoulders. And that's the real act of running away, and, in my opinion, far more cowardly.
I think this expresses the popular opinion that optimism is almost obligatory, and as such the message is probably true to many, but I would have liked to see some serious challenges and critical questions to this.
In my opinion, yes you were! This is a beautiful poem, I liked the stream-of-consciousness-like reflection. Beautifully written, the frame of the first and the last stanza works well, the last concluding correctly that it is better to live, even though we are seeming to fail miserably at it, than to run away, if only for the sake of those we love. In trying to fight on, we have suceeded in not giving up and that means we haven't failed.
I could relate to this write and I absolutely loved it. Keep it up!
Hello,
I'm just a modest girl with common interests.
Just a normal 15 years old teenager.Writing is a way in which I can speak up for my opinion in this world.
That's why It's my life.
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